TANKA TAKE HOME — 3rd Sept. '25 Featuring poet: Tom Clausen
- Firdaus Parvez

- Sep 3, 2025
- 5 min read
Updated: Sep 9, 2025
hosts: Firdaus Parvez, Kala Ramesh, Priti Aisola & Suraja Menon Roychowdhury
Introducing a new perspective to our Wednesday Feature!
September 3rd, 2025
poet of the month: Tom Clausen
the wind in the trees
reminds me
that what once was
so important
just passes by
Lynx v.9 no. 3
without fanfare
I drag the dead branch
to the brush pile-
another day risen
and fallen from my life
Simply Haiku 2003 Sept. issue
at the old parking lot
the sparrows bathe
in a big puddle
sometimes I'm so happy
just to be here as witness
every few bounces
the robin pauses on the lawn
to look and listen
as if that were all
there was to do
Tom, we thank you warmly for sharing your poems and for your thoughtful responses to our questions.
Q1: Do you come from a literary background? What writers did you enjoy reading as a child? Did you write as a child?
Tom: My parents were botanists and naturalists who both treasured books, reading and writing. My father taught at Cornell University and wrote scientific books and articles about sedum (aka succulents or stonecrops), which he spent his professional life studying. Both parents kept journals and encouraged me to read and to keep a journal beginning at a young age. At the beginning of each new year, I was given a new blank book to keep a diary-record of my daily experiences. I rarely missed a day of writing something in a routine that continued throughout college. When I revisit these journals, it is somewhat interesting but often too mundane to be interesting reading! There are occasional entries with tidbits of introspective, personally insightful, poetic or philosophical content but I am somewhat embarrassed at how uninteresting it mostly turned out to be! The positive practice and habit of writing about my day every night before going to bed did establish and prepare me for what would become my own home-made version of a 'writing life'. In my post college years, I turned to letter writing and trying to write poetry. I wrote lengthy letters to friends near and far often running on in the mind a stream of consciousness in what I hoped emulated and might possibly be similar to what some of the 'Beats' (Jack Kerouac, Neal Cassady, Allen Ginsberg, Gary Snyder), who I much enjoyed in this era, were writing.
As a child I enjoyed books like 'The Little House' ("The little house first stood in the country, but gradually the city moved closer and closer...In 1942, Virginia Lee Burton created The Little House, and since then generations of readers have been enchanted by the story of this happy home and her journey from the pleasures of nature to the bustling city, and back again") and 'Mike Mulligan and his Steam Shovel' by Virginia Lee Burton, Blueberries for Sal, Tootle ("In this classic Little Golden Book from 1945, Tootle is a young locomotive who loves to chase butterflies through the meadow. But he must learn to stay on the tracks no matter what—if he ever hopes to achieve his dream of being a Flyer between New York and Chicago!") and Scuffy the Tugboat and His Adventures Down the River' (“Meant for "bigger things," Scuffy the Tugboat leaves the man with the polka-dot tie and his little boy and sets off to explore the world. But on his daring adventure down the river, Scuffy realizes that home is where he'd rather be, sailing in his bathtub. Generations of parents and children have cherished this classic Little Golden Book, originally published in 1946.") from the Little Golden Books series, Paddle to the Sea, Winnie the Pooh, Peter Pan, The Tales of Peter Rabbit, Treasure Island, Alice in Wonderland, and many others! It was a wealth of authors and titles that my mother introduced me to and that remained in heart and mind throughout my life and gave me joy to introduce to my own children as they were growing up.
My favorite childhood book that I read when I was ten was Dandelion Wine by Ray Bradbury. I have reread it more than any other book and easily a dozen times.
More about the poet:
Tom Clausen (Ithaca, NY) is a life-long Ithacan living in the same house he grew up in with his wife Berta. He became interested in haiku and related short forms of poetry in the late 1980's after reading an article about naturalist Ruth Yarrow, profiling her haiku. There was instant recognition that haiku was a form that might help with his tendency with wordiness, repetition, and overstatement. He has been reading and trying to write haiku, senryu, tanka and haibun since then. Tom is the curator of a daily haiku feature, online, at Mann Library, Cornell University where he worked for over 35 years before retiring in 2013.
In 2003 Tom was invited to join the Route 9 Haiku group that formed in 2001. The group publishes twice a year a journal, Dim Sum, featuring selected work by members John Stevenson, Mary Stevens, Yu Chang, Susan Yavaniski, Shawn Blair Tom Clausen and a guest poet as well as two haiga and a haiku by Romanian artist and poet, Ion Codrescu. Tom enjoys walking, biking, photography and simply going about observing and documenting what is there to be found. He especially cares for cats and deer.
Website: tomclausen.com
Links to his books:
a worn chest by Joy McCall & Tom Clausen (tanka pairs 2022) here
Interchange haiku, prose & photos by Tom Clausen and Michael Dudley(2022) here
My Own Heart, 25 Years of Tanka by Tom Clausen ( 2021) here
Growing Late (tanka - 2007) here
One Day - Thirty Years of Little Poems (2023) (available at Amazon $6.00)
Your Challenge this Week:
Tom's tanka have this beautiful simplicity to them—grounded in the moment. We'd love to hear your thoughts on his poems. Can you bring the magic of the moment into your tanka? That's this week's challenge. Enjoy!
And remember – tanka, because of those two extra lines, lends itself most beautifully when revealing a story. And tanka prose is storytelling.
Give these ideas some thought and share your tanka and tanka-prose with us here. Keep your senses open, observe things that happen around you and write. You can post tanka and tanka-prose outside these themes, too.
PLEASE NOTE
1. Post only one poem at a time, only one per day.
2. Only 2 tanka and two tanka-prose per poet per prompt.
Tanka art, of course, if you want to.
3. Share your best-polished pieces.
4. Please do not post something in a hurry or something you have just written. Let it simmer for a while.
5. Post your final edited version on top of your original verse.
6. Don't forget to give feedback on others' poems.
We are delighted to open the comment thread for you to share your unpublished tanka and tanka-prose (within 250 words) to be considered for inclusion in the haikuKATHA monthly magazine.

Tanka 1- 22/09/25
this rain
falling against the pane
your hand over mine
as you drift in & out
of cognition . . .
for Auntie V
Rupa Anand, New Delhi, India
feedback welcome
Tanka art
9.9.25
Self edit:
windswept sky
bejewelled with the dance
of swallows …
ah! the times when we matched
our steps in the ballroom
Mona zBedi
India
Original:
windswept sky
the slow dance
of swallows …
ah! the times we matched
our steps in the ballroom
Mona Bedi
India
Feedback appreciated:)
Thanks Firdaus for sharing Tom’s journey and his tanka. I love the present-moment beauty of his work! 🙏💐
#1
09.09.25
in spite
of the heavy rain
a skein of wild geese
leaving only a wound
and a scar
Feedback welcome
Barbara Anna Gaiardoni
Verona,Italy
September LIST is up:
https://www.trivenihaikai.in/post/celebration
Please check :))